There’s a little wait until our table will be ready. We order a glass of champagne and you offer to take my coat. As you take it off my shoulders, t...e door to the kitchen opens at the same time as some other guests enter the premises and a breeze of cold evening air makes me shiver. You look down and realise that I couldn’t possibly be wearing a bra. My nipples are very hard and the slinky fabric of the dress does nothing to conceal that fact. With the special lightening, you think you can even. It was an enjoyable task, after all, that they had set for themselves, and all 3 of them were by now committed mentally to continuing Tamara's proposition of keeping their sex lives within their group marriage.Polygamy had replaced swinging as their chosen lifestyle. That they were all at least somewhat bisexual, except for Andre, made it even more ideal. Among four people, they could surely keep everyone satisfied without any need to pursue extramarital liaisons. That way, they wouldn't have. I circled them slowly and then increased my circles until I was slowly touching her whole breast. Then I did the same thing to the other one. My touch was light, almost not even there. The little fine hairs on her skin felt me more than her actual skin did.When I had finished teasing her breasts I pulled the sheet down lower and traced the bottom of her rib cage and then back and forth over her abs. When I got to her belly button, I made a circle or three around that and then went back up her. A woman in leather jacket and black jeans was counting the money in the briefcase. It was her sister, Tegan."Sa-sa? Come over here." Sara's sister demanded. Sara obeyed and walked sheepishly in the room. "This nice gentleman here tells me that you have made quite a large sum of money today. And he is offering more..." Sara didn't answer. "Another quarter of million for a show." Tegan continued. Sara's eyes widened in surprise. Not only did Tegan seem completely fine with her fucking strange.